Have Gun - Will Travel

Desk Clerk: Good afternoon, Mr. Paladin. Glad to have you back. Paladin: Thank you. And my mail, please. Clerk: Yes, sir. Oh, I'm sorry, it must be in the Hold box. I'll have it sorted out and sent to your room. Paladin: Well, I'll take my newspapers now. Clerk: Yes, sir, here you are. Late afternoon edition. Paladin: No, no. My newspapers, they're kept separate for me. Clerk: I'm afraid I don't know about that, Mr. Paladin. Paladin: Well, Hey Boy does, where is he? Clerk: Hey Boy is no longer with us. He was discharged. Paladin: Why? Clerk: He hasn't come to work in almost a week. Certainly the Carlton can't tolerate that sort of thing. Paladin: Did it ever occur to the Carlton that Hey Boy might have a very good reason? He might be ill. Clerk: Well, after all, it's not our responsibility. I assure you, Mr. Paladin, the Carlton will continue to give you the same excellent service-- Paladin: I've just had an example of your "excellent service". May I have Hey Boy's address? Clerk: Really, Mr. Paladin, it isn't that important. These people are very easily replaced. Paladin: May I have his address--or is your clientele easily replaced, too?